The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
“Tang Taixu, as sect master, you should understand clearly—if a real war breaks out, your Huangfu Shengzong would be completely erased from history.” “Today, since you have brought all your inner disciples here, I will give you a chance.” “Select your 3 strongest disciples.” “My side will send out only 1 disciple, challenging them one by one.” “If even 1 of your 3 disciples can win even a single match, then the Four-Branch Competition will proceed as originally scheduled tomorrow.” “But if all a...
Upon hearing those words, Tang Taixu froze. His entire body trembled with uncontrollable rage that he had been suppressing.
Slowly, he turned around. His sharp gaze, like piercing stars, locked onto Ru Yan Wuji and Zhuge Yu one word at a time, heavy and deliberate.
“I will ask one last time… are you both truly determined to do this?”
His eyes shone with a chilling brilliance, like frozen starlight—yet beneath it lay an unwavering resolve that made even Ru Yan Wuji and Zhuge Yu feel a faint unease.
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Zhuge Yu pressed her lips together slightly before sending a voice transmission into Ru Yan Wuji’s ear.
“The suppression phase is over… move to Phase Two.”
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Upon hearing this, Ru Yan Wuji glanced at Tang Taixu and sneered coldly.
“Back then, our ancestor was forced under your sect’s pressure and had no choice but to propose the ‘Four-Branch Competition’.”
“But now, your Huangfu Shengzong has declined significantly. Its overall strength… is not even half of my Eternal Immortal Sect.”
“That is an undeniable fact.”
He paused briefly, then continued in an even colder tone.
“Tang Taixu, as sect master, you should understand clearly—if a real war breaks out, your Huangfu Shengzong would be completely erased from history.”
“Today, since you have brought all your inner disciples here, I will give you a chance.”
“Select your 3 strongest disciples.”
“My side will send out only 1 disciple, challenging them one by one.”
“If even 1 of your 3 disciples can win even a single match, then the Four-Branch Competition will proceed as originally scheduled tomorrow.”
“But if all are defeated… you must immediately withdraw your disciples from the Eternal Immortal Sect!”
He narrowed his eyes slightly.
“And if your Huangfu Shengzong still insists on fighting… then we will fight to the death!”
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The words were filled with undisguised arrogance.
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Tang Taixu frowned deeply, quickly calculating the situation.
Meanwhile, outside the hall, the disciples of Huangfu Shengzong were already ignited with fury.
“Sect Master! I will fight!”
“I will fight as well!”
“Count me in!”
Voices erupted one after another.
Except for Tan Yun, the 51 disciples from the Herb Garden lineage, and Nangong Ruxue—who had already reached the 3rd level of Nascent Soul realm—the disciples from alchemy, weapon forging, formation, and talisman branches all clenched their fists tightly, faces burning with anger.
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Tang Taixu looked at his disciples and finally let out a soft sigh before nodding.
“Good… Huangfu Shengzong accepts this challenge!”
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“Hmph… as if you had a choice?”
Ru Yan Wuji sneered coldly, his eyes full of disdain.
“Today, I will let you see the gap between the inner disciples of Huangfu Shengzong and those of my Eternal Immortal Sect.”
“But remember this well—swords and blades have no eyes. Injury or death is your own responsibility!”
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Tang Taixu responded coldly.
“If we are going to fight, then fight. Stop talking nonsense!”
He turned around and swept his gaze across the disciples.
“The top three from the Crouching Dragon Ranking, step forward!”
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A young man stepped out immediately, knelt, and said firmly:
“Disciple Zhong Hantong of the Qi Cultivation lineage greets Sect Master!”
“This disciple is willing to fight for the honor of the sect, even at the cost of my life!”
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“Xu Qi, disciple of the Formation lineage, greets Sect Master!”
Another man stepped forward and knelt as well.
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“Huangfu Tingfeng, disciple of the Talisman lineage, greets Sect Master!”
The third man stepped forward, his eyes equally resolute.
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Tang Taixu looked at the three of them and said in a heavy voice:
“This battle is of utmost importance. You must not lose!”
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“We obey!”
All three responded in unison, their fighting intent surging like a rising tide.
All three were ranked within the Top 100 of the Crouching Dragon Ranking, and each carried their own pride. All were at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm, so how could they possibly lose to inner disciples of the Eternal Immortal Sect?
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Responsibility, determination, and the will of the sect flowed like burning blood within their bodies.
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At that moment, Tan Yun slightly frowned and waved his hand, calling Luo Fan forward from the front.
“What is it, Brother Tan?” Luo Fan asked as he approached.
“Are the three of them… really capable of handling this?” Tan Yun said in a voice so soft it was almost inaudible, his eyes filled with deep concern.
If all three were defeated, would he truly lose his chance to enter the “Eternal Immortal Realm”?
Luo Fan frowned slightly before replying slowly.
“They should be fine… Zhong Hantong is ranked 68th on the Crouching Dragon List.”
“Xu Qi is ranked 50th… and especially Huangfu Tingfeng—he is ranked 40th.”
Hearing this, Tan Yun nodded slightly.
“Mm… then I can rest assured.”
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At that moment, Ru Yan Wuji and Zhuge Yu stepped forward together, followed by elders from both factions.
Ru Yan Wuji swept his gaze across more than 200 disciples of the sect before smiling faintly and calling out in a calm voice.
“Xu Ruoxuan and Tuoba Zhantian.”
“Disciple present!”
A handsome young man and a woman in green robes stepped out from the ranks immediately. Both were disciples of the weapon forging branch of the Eternal Immortal Sect.
With just one glance, one could already sense their extraordinary presence.
The disciples of the Eternal Immortal Sect looked at them with admiration.
This was because Xu Ruoxuan was ranked 200th on the inner sect “Immortal Ranking,” while Tuoba Zhantian was ranked 198th.
In contrast, the Huangfu Shengzong had more than 600,000 inner sect disciples, while the Eternal Immortal Sect had as many as 2,000,000.
The difference in scale alone clearly showed the gap in power.
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“Which of you two will go out and face the three genius disciples of Huangfu Shengzong?” Ru Yan Wuji asked with a faint smile.
Tuoba Zhantian smiled lightly.
“Junior Sister Xu, if you don’t mind, may I take the stage?”
Xu Ruoxuan chuckled softly.
“Go ahead, Senior Brother. I’ll watch you teach them a lesson.”
“Good.”
Tuoba Zhantian nodded.
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Ru Yan Wuji looked at him and stroked his beard with a faint smile.
“Zhantian, remember… don’t kill too many of them. Keep some restraint.”
“Disciple obeys!”
Tuoba Zhantian knelt in respect.
But at that exact moment, a cold voice echoed directly in his mind.
“Kill them all.”
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The next instant, he rose silently and shot toward the peak 100 feet away.
His gaze swept across the three opponents—Zhong Hantong, Xu Qi, and Huangfu Tingfeng—with undisguised contempt.
“Honestly… it makes no difference who comes first.”
“To avoid wasting time—and so you can return to your sect sooner…”
He smiled coldly.
“All three of you… come at me together.”
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The moment those words fell, the Eternal Immortal Sect erupted in cheers.
“Senior Brother Tuoba! Too strong!”
“Crush them all! Drive them out of the Eternal Immortal Realm!”
“Those declining sects have no right to call themselves ancient sects anymore!”
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Zhong Hantong gritted his teeth.
“I alone… am enough to deal with you!”
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“Kill!”
He roared, his body transforming into countless afterimages as he crossed the 100-foot distance in an instant.
A mysterious sword light, filled with unpredictable variations, slashed out diagonally—aiming straight for Tuoba Zhantian’s throat!
In that instant, the surrounding space seemed to slow down strangely, while the sword strike grew faster and sharper.
In truth… Zhong Hantong possessed the “Spirit of Time.”
--Translated by likesnovel--